|Father D and his co-workers from his days working in the chancery.|
I often say that I'd be much better off if I avoided reading all these blogs written (with such intense devotion for self promotion) by blogger priests. If only if could be said (once again) about me, if ignorance is bliss, old Juan Todd must be the happiest man on earth. But alas even when I have a moment of rare self discipline, or a day when I'm too busy covering my own azz, to read their shtako, someone will email, text, tweet or facebook share a link to something stupid, irritating or obnoxious.
So I'm mentally preparing myself for the exam one gets around the age of fifty. Then some kind reader sends me a text to a blog entry with this picture.
Thank goodness he discerned a
|Of course some people combine careers: this was the Father |
Rev'd Mum M. John Cunniwicke, OLW is having a bit of a gin and tonic soaked ramble on the English Ordinariate, Groins and Pusey and the need to bend our minds and conform... I'm sure regular readers (and readerettes) will agree that Father D's mind is already bent enough and that it's certainly too late for me to attempt to conform to the clerical norm (see what I did there?) as promulgated by the League of Blogger Priests. On top of that imagine the bollocks of the clergy of the Ordinariate of Our Lady of Walsingsnark (OLW) teaching anyone to conform! (We'll convert, but not until we're promised speedy ordinations, prelatial titles and the privilege of pontifical regalia that most Latin Rite Monsignori have been forbidden to wear for the last fifty years!) Bugger me till I'm bald and blind!
|Father "Bobby Walnuts" Sirico at Acton U.|
Look, Father D can barely balance his own checkbook, never mind getting my mind around socio-economic theories. This is why instead of going to Acton U this past week I offered Mass, anointed the sick and heard confessions. Someone even sent in a picture of me in action. Our ratio here is something like 5,000 venial sins to one damn good and juicy mortal sin. So Yawwwwn!
Upon returning from his graduate lecture at A.U. Big Zed posted another plug for the upcoming book by Father Reggie Foster, OCD (to be pre-ordered through the Zombie Link to Amazon of course.) I do not know Father Reggie. I am blessed to know a couple of his long time students and have been entertained by many of their Reggie stories over the years. Most folks who have heard of him know that his regular "habit" has for years consisted of blue Dickies style work pants and a blue, usually denim, shirt rather than the "habit of poverty" it costs the Discalced Carmelites roughly $450 a piece to have made. (Has anyone ever seen Father Reggie in habit or clerical collar? Almost a rare image as seeing Zed pictured without a collar I bet.) In spite of his hyper critical attitude of most Vatican Two clergy of a certain age, Zuhlsdorf takes no pot shots at the revered Carmelite priest friar and long time Vatican Latinist, in spite of Father Reggie's open disdain for clericalism and the efforts to return to the use of Latin in the Liturgy. I'd love to hear Father Reggie's take on our venerable brother Father Z, especially having heard of his comment about one Curial Cardinal being the meanest son of a bitch in the Vatican. (Who knew that SOB would soon be elected pope!)
Yes. Yes I do. And Father D wants to give every last one of those miserable Katholic Krazy Blogger Assholes the Bad Finger! Come and Get It!